After awakening his Sharingan, Obito sparred with Shisui even more often. They fought almost every day.
In just half a month, he had grown completely comfortable using his Sharingan, and his strength had improved dramatically.
The third-year students at the Ninja Academy had two or three outdoor combat classes almost every week to build practical experience.
That morning, Obito arrived in the classroom early. He had kept his Sharingan a secret for this very day.
In today's combat class, the Dead Last would turn the tables. He would show everyone that he was the Uchiha's true genius.
He watched his classmates file in, barely able to contain his excitement. He wanted to tell every one of them about his Sharingan right then, but he held back.
Soon, Rin Nohara appeared.
"Good luck in combat training today, Rin!" Obito called.
Rin blushed at once. "Good luck to you too, Obito."
Obito scratched the back of his head. "Don't worry. I'm an Uchiha genius. I was just going easy on them before. This time, I'll show everyone what I can really do."
Rin smiled shyly. "I believe in you, Obito. I know you'll become an excellent Ninja."
Kakashi, who was sitting nearby, pursed his lips but said nothing. As far as he was concerned, Obito only knew how to brag. He had never seen Obito display any of that supposed talent.
Time crawled by as Obito waited impatiently. At last, the teacher came in.
"Today's main lesson is combat practice. Everyone, head outside to the training ground."
Obito broke into a grin. He could finally wipe away his past humiliation. He hurried toward the training ground.
A few minutes later, the training ground was crowded with students.
"We'll start with one-on-one matches. Come forward when I call your names."
The teacher had